Drag My Dick

I’m young, I’m high, I’m rad, I’m sick
I let my nuts sag and I drag my dick
I’m young, I’m high, I’m rad, I’m sick
I let my nuts sag and I drag my dick
Young, high, rad, sick
Young, high, rad, sick
Young, high, rad, sick
I let my nuts sag and I drag my dick
It’s time to make it clear, I’m not here to make friends
I just wanna get up in this rap game and hang ten
And I ain’t stopping, I’ll keep mopping like some made men
Until I’m writing rhymes and signing checks with the same pen
Me, I never act hood, I just wanna rap good
And spill my guts like tobacco out a backwood
I write them bars to make you pause like a cats foot
Preparing for the winter, getting splinters as I stack wood
One thing 'bout my music, boy you think I make it up?
I got some whiskey in my cup, I’m with some bitch, she wanna fuck
And I’m feeling lifted, gifted off that shit I love to puff
You’re only given one life so it’s best you live it up
I’m smoking on that diesel leave ya with a sour taste, bro
Weigh me out an eighth and let’s get blazed in outer space, bro
I prefer to lay low, kick it on that mellow shit
And let that music bellow while you dwelling with your fellowship
I’m young, I’m high, I’m rad, I’m sick
I let my nuts sag and I drag my dick
I’m young, I’m high, I’m rad, I’m sick
I let my nuts sag and I drag my dick
Young, high, rad, sick
Young, high, rad, sick
Young, high, rad, sick
I let my nuts sag and I drag my dick
Am I tryna save the world every time I flow? Nah
I would rather write a metaphor about a blowjob
Want me to show y’all? No prob
I’m getting more dome than a stadium built for snowfall
And I’m not mad at all, I’m tickled pink like an Adderall
D.Y.D's my battle call, we off the wall like a paddle ball, bitch
I could kick bars any sort of style
Drag my dick hard like an import in the quarter mile
Not the type of emcee known for rocking off the top
I would rather pop a squat and jot with scotch up on the rocks
My rhymes are on display this time I took 'em up a notch
And every song my flow is different, couldn’t put me in a box
I hit the stage and I’m under fashion, I’m coming with a ton of passion
So much action, it’s thunder packing, I’m rocking 'till my lungs collapsing
Something dumb will happen every time my gums are flapping
I’m just having fun with- fun with-
I’m young, I’m high, I’m rad, I’m sick
I let my nuts sag and I drag my dick
I’m young, I’m high, I’m rad, I’m sick
I let my nuts sag and I drag my dick
Young, high, rad, sick
Young, high, rad, sick
Young, high, rad, sick
I let my nuts sag and I drag my dick
The man with the golden dick